We made the trip from Bangkok to Chang Mai, namely, south to northern Thailand, in the sleeping car of a filthy night train has cost us 12 EUR. I do not know about you, but mí an overnight train seems quite romantic. The shaking and rattling, people making noise between the berths, Spanish about a thousand hours of flight drinking an American whiskey and whose birthday party we joined until the end of the ice, dark shadows by the window, stars above while in Madrid thunders ... Yes, a Paco Martínez Soria overwhelmed by that feeling of freedom unknown since ... If long ago, yes.
At last, After seventeen hours, and well into the next day, we come to the second largest city in Thailand, about 400.000 inhabitants, which is the gateway to the mountains, to which we turn. We found a good and cheap accommodation (1,5 euros each) for the three-I have not told yet that I travel with two friends, The Christian Ro, much more skilled at this than me – and let us do have gone to the streets. Tonight there is a party of Atleti. I've located a bar where it can. But starting at three o'clock, and as this year we are being ridiculous in the league ...
Chang Mai is full of charming cafes and bookstores in which, course, only you can find books in English and one in German and French. It has a night market peppered with bars, some of them with drinks and women especially prepared for tourists, and a river, el Mae Nam Ping, intersects the center offering a long walk along the water. And, here and there, travelers can find affordable Thai cooking courses, which is reputed to be one of the best in the world, or different types and levels of yoga training. But for that we must stay a while. And I, what youre pulling me, I assume, it strikes me that perhaps this would be a good place to make a first stop on the way. But the guys are not the work. Want mountains and rural villages, so get ready to take full advantage of Chang Mai in the day and a half that I have to.
Tonight there is a party of Atleti. I've located a bar where it can. But starting at three o'clock
During the meal, at a vegetarian restaurant with a garden that looks more like a jungle, we have found a lovely couple of Catalans Who said the Spanish do not travel? with which we have extended the desktop to almost put it together with dinner. And with that, inevitably, We spent most of the time talking about travel. I think this will be a constant: Where are you going, where are you, worth, expensive, how you can get, people what it's like ...
In fact, one of our favorite activities is spending the day looking at maps, especially those of the ineffable Lonely Planet – and fantasizing ... Are we going to Malaysian Borneo? ¿Y a Filipinas? What do you think of a trip to New Zealand? ¿O a Timor? The Burmese also takes its place in our talks, because everyone says its people are wonderful, but the case is to go there we see a bit like supporting a government that we all know, especially after the abortive "Saffron Revolution", how he treats his own. Along the way we will decide.
Tip: si vais a Chang Mai, ask only for what you have clearly want. Here are more insistent than in Arab countries
After the books, we went to the market, something much more tangible and prosaic. He asked price for a kimono that I like for my mother. And in what time I think of it. I think I had not been pursued much or when I caught at fourteen spectrum stealing a game in the English Court of Callao. ¿How much you pay? ¿How much you pay? And every step of my indifference, a new cut ... But pussy, How do you explain to a Thai who does not understand a damn, it's not about the money, but that will be loading with kimono throughout the journey of the people her cousin. Tip: si vais a Chang Mai, ask only for what you have clearly want. Here are more insistent than in Arab countries, And that is.
Finish the day. Effectively, I see Atletico premium kimono Thai village, for I am that I fall. And tomorrow, again with the house on his back. S next destination El Father, a little town, by phone, "Emerge from nowhere on a cool, damp corner of a valley protected by mountains along a meandering river". Go prose, kitsch myself seem deploying. I tell you if they hit.
